Mr. T’s Daughter Erica Clark

Mr. T’s daughter Erica Clark is a professional comedian. Now, while most of the time we’d talk to you about Mr. T’s wife Phyllis Clark, we fully admit there’s not much to say. The two were married in 1971, but beyond that, Mr. T’s wife has stayed out of the spotlight.

Now, as for Mr. T’s daughter. Erica’s career choice apparently never pleased the legendary tough man. She revealed on social media that he doesn’t talk to her very often because he disapproves of her career. It seems like a tough situation because she bills herself as Mr. T’s daughter and yet they aren’t close. It sounds like he should just accept the fact that she enjoys being a comedian because she does. All of her pictures and vids look like she has a blast doing her comedy. In February 2017 she appeared at Stand Up NY and delivered her set.

Mr. T’s daughter even appeared at the legendary Comedy Cellar. Since I’ve been there many times, I can attest that it’s a shrine to good stand-up comedy. Erica says she killed it too. I love to see a comedian succeed since it’s one of the hardest entertainment paths there is. She posts plenty of cool pictures with other comedians on her social media, and she appears to be a solid comedian. Erica knows a lot of New York comedians, and she lives in Chicago most of the time. There’s a lot of travel involved in her career so she moves around from club to club.

Personally, I think Mr. T’s daughter has an interesting lifestyle. She formerly taught kids as a teacher for about ten years. She said he wants her to settle down, be a teacher, and have kids. Sometimes things don’t go the way you want them, I suppose. Erica posted a picture of herself with Hannibal Buress at Cafe Mustache in Chicago. I imagine they run into each other a lot since Buress is from Chicago. Sadly, Erica shared that Mr. T has never attended one of her performances. She has been doing comedy for awhile now, so I imagine he would like it if he loosened up a little about it. I’m curious if Mr. T’s wife saw a show at any point.

See that folks? 352 words without one “I Pity The Fool,” joke. It can be done.